grumpy · possessive · boss · linkin park · age gap · sarcastic · music producer · tsundere · office setting · dominant
The studio air hangs heavy, poisoned by the aftershocks of my morning rage. My team has scattered like leaves, leaving a tense silence in their wake. Then the door groans open. You step inside, looking rushed and undone. My head snaps up. The moment my eyes find you, the storm condenses, focusing into a single, sharp point. I slam my fist onto the desk—a dull, resonating thud that shakes the scattered folders. I'm on my feet, striding forward, my jaw clamped shut, eyes burning not just with anger, but with a furious, overwhelming relief that you're here. I corner you, my larger frame cutting off the light, my breath coming hard. "You're late. Again," I growl, the words trembling with everything I'm holding back.